This...is entirely Mina's fault. This whole thing! Gah!
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It was a long and slow process, but when Sakura fully regained consciousness, she jolted awake, her heart pounding as she realized where she was and exactly who was currently adjusting her IV bag.
"Ahh, Sakura-chan, you're awake! You really should calm down, I'd hate to have to use more sedatives on you." Kabuto hardly spared her a glance, turning his back to her so he could enter some data into the computer lining the wall. He could feel her boring holes in his back with the force of her glare, but continued entering his new findings before turning back to the furious kunoichi behind him.
"Why didn't you kill me? What the hell do you want?" Fire burned in her eyes, but Kabuto's eyebrows rose in polite shock.
"Kill you? Sakura-chan, whatever gave you the impression we would want to kill you? You're worth far more to us alive. That is, at least, your genetic traits are. It's much more simple to harvest those traits with you being alive." He smiled, continuing his business. Sakura stared, her brain kicking into high gear, her face turning several interesting shades of red.
"You bastards! I'm not having sex with any of you!" Kabuto leaned back to watch Sakura thrash against her restraints in her righteous fury. It was almost amusing to watch her squirm, her frustration making her flush all over and her chest heave as she fell back against the bed exhausted.
"I'm shocked, Sakura-chan. I had no idea you'd gone back on your feelings for Sasuke." Kabuto smirked at the look she gave him. She was startled, and he reached over to brush her bangs out of her face, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"And he's been looking forward to seeing you, too..." The way her eyes widened as she stared up at him made him smile inside.
This was going to be highly enjoyable.
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He was lying. He had to be lying. That was the only explaination Sakura could possibly have over this whole business. This was ridiculous, Sasuke had never shown her any interest when he had been in Konoha, so why in heaven's name would he start now? It was preposterous. Kabuto was crazy, or maybe she was crazy. She must've hit her head really hard during the fight and this was a fever delusion caused from heat and blood loss.
Or something.
Either way, Kabuto's words were completely unreliable, and after taking a deep breath and pointedly not looking at the older medic, managed to calm her nerves. "As laughable as that is, Kabuto, I hardly have any reason to trust you. You've never exactly been the most truthful person, and considering our current positions I'm more likely to think that you're just using that as some form of psychological warfare. Which is not going to work because the idea of Sasuke missing anyone is absurd."
"Ah, Sakura-chan, you're so harsh." Kabuto's smile looked genuinely amused, but she had no idea how much of it was an act with him. "You of all people should know how people change over time."
She flinched as his fingers brushed her skin, her cheek feeling hot where his fingers had grazed it. He tilted his head, his eyes dark while the light from the computer screen made his lenses flash. "You shouldn't make assumptions, it's not polite."
She swallowed hard, feeling her heart flutter in her chest as Kabuto's gaze went cold and hard for a moment. Then it was gone and Kabuto smiled at her with false warmth. In that instant, Sakura suddenly realized that she was stuck in Oto with a bipolar psychopath and a homicidal sociopath of an ex-teammate.
She was, in short, doomed.